Name: Joseph "Joey" Cowell
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Joey is outgoing and confident. He interacts well with people, his joking atitude making him more comfortable. When something upsets him he turns it into a joke and laughs it off. He is kind and caring, but not verry emotional. He doesn't easily admit if he likes you or not, let alone loves or hates you. He usuallyy smiles, and when he doesnt get his way he turns his cheeky smile into a cute pout
Other: He works in Starbucks

If I were a cat, I'd spend all my nine lives with you.

If life gives you lemons, make lemonade and leave the world wondering how you'd do it.

If they can see through your false smiles and laughs, keep them close and keep them dear.

Personality: Elle can be described as reserved, sweet and shy. Artistic and gentle in manner and appearance, she usually avoids conflict and decision-making, and would rather just wait on someone. She is also quite thoughtful, trusting, sometimes insecure, sensitive and loyal. However, her quietness is a result of her fear of being rejected. If she got truly comfortable around someone, she'd become a bit more bold and talkative.

Other: Elle is the second born child of the YK line, the third largest group in the financial world. She lives in a mansion near the sea, purchased by her parents. Since she'll inherit most of their fortune, she most likely won't have to work a day in her life.

"Cinnamon Dolce Latte, please." Elle whispered to the boy in front of her, just loud enough for him to hear. "So, when do you get off your shift? Huh, Joey?" Her mouth formed a slight smile as she asked him that, he'd agreed to a sleep-over when she'd asked him earlier in the week, a sleep-over on Friday. And well, it happened to be Friday.

Joe looked down at his watch. "In half an hour" he whispered back with a light smile. His hapoy expression then changed into his forced work smile and he said. "Coming right up madame" he said politely as he turned around. He made Elle's drink then passed it to her. "That will be 2.50 please miss" he said as he pressed buttons on the cash machine to open the drawer for loose change. He didnt like the facade he had to lut on at work, and not being able to talk to Elle properly. But they had the sleepover for that

If I were a cat, I'd spend all my nine lives with you.

If life gives you lemons, make lemonade and leave the world wondering how you'd do it.

If they can see through your false smiles and laughs, keep them close and keep them dear.

Elle giggled softly. "Half an hour, I guess I'll drink slowly, then." She said, searching her purse. She took out a five dollar bill, handing it to him. "Keep the change as a tip, for exceptional service." She took her drink, her smile becoming a bit wider. She brushed a few loose strands from her face, she currently had her ginger locks loose, curly as usual. She did a 'mini wave' and walked to a table where she sat, slowly slipping her latte.

Joey chuckled lightly and put the note in the register, taking the change out for his tip and placing it in the jean pocket he reserved for tips. He went out of view into the kitchen, loading the large dishwasher and started it. He cleared the sides and straightened his hat on his head. He was a goid employee and so the manager didn't complain about his hat. He walked back out front, clearing tables and wiping them. Once finished he pulled off his apron and sat opposite Elle at the table. "Phew! Done today!" he said with a grin as his fringe fell in his eyes and he blew air up his face to move it

If I were a cat, I'd spend all my nine lives with you.

If life gives you lemons, make lemonade and leave the world wondering how you'd do it.

If they can see through your false smiles and laughs, keep them close and keep them dear.

Elle smiled at him, downing the rest of her latte quickly. "Well, I hope you're packed and everything. I have no intention on waiting on you any more, Mister Joseph Cowell. ." She stifled a giggle in an attempt to appear serious, but ended up laughing a bit anyway. Her laugh, as well as voice, was quiet, and most people would have found it troubling trying to make out what she was saying, but she'd known Joey for a while, he could deal with it. "Are we ready? My car is parked just a bit down the road, and you're driving."

Joey grabbed a bag from under the counter and grabbed Elle's hand, pulling her off her chair and out the door. "Oh so I,m driving now am I? How come?" he teased as he smiled at her. He laughed slightly as he pulled her along. Whereas Elle was quiet Joey was loud and joking. Gis usually cheeky grin appeared and he stuck his tounge out at her.

If I were a cat, I'd spend all my nine lives with you.

If life gives you lemons, make lemonade and leave the world wondering how you'd do it.

If they can see through your false smiles and laughs, keep them close and keep them dear.